Valeera exerted strength under her feet, forced herself to stop her forward steps, and stopped where she was.
She wondered about her subconscious impulse.
This white-haired man was clearly an intruder who broke in through the window. Why did he have such an impulsive reaction?
Her momentary confusion fell in the white-haired man's eyes, arousing a greater desire to commit crimes in his heart.
"Roar!"
He let out a low growl from his throat, rushed to Valeela's side in a few steps, covered her mouth with one hand, pinched her shoulders with the other, and tried to push her onto the dressing table.
Once pressed, it didn't move.
The white-haired man has been dominated by the rising criminal desire in his heart, like a wild beast with red eyes.
He instinctively pressed harder, but it still didn't move.
Although his strength far exceeds that of ordinary people, it is obviously impossible to control Valeera like this.
Valeela waved her left hand to get rid of the man's palm covering her red lips, and patted the other man's shoulder. Her right hand countered the other man's arm that was squeezing her shoulder.
"Snapped!"
She exerted force on her hands and pressed the man down little by little until he was kneeling on the ground.
Although she was not in very good condition after being newly promoted, Valeera has completely understood the situation now.
This man is an Extraordinary, but he is probably only a Sequence 9 person. The potion is the kind that strengthens the body.
Her previous subconscious impulse had nothing to do with this man, but was affected by the residual mental influence of Mrs. Sharon contained in the potion.
This problem is not serious.
Firstly, its influence is quite slight, and Valeela can completely restrain it with willpower; secondly, as her digestion progress increases, this slight influence will gradually fade away, and eventually disappear completely.
The white-haired man who was completely suppressed by Valeera obviously did not expect that a woman who looked delicate and aroused his strong desire to commit crimes was actually more powerful than him.
He struggled hard.
This resulted in more violent treatment from Valeela.
Valeela raised her right foot and stepped on the man's other shoulder, taking over the task of the palm of her hand. She used strength again and completely trampled him to the ground.
The man's chin was on the ground, he tilted his head slightly and raised his eyes, seeing the color faintly showing through the white gauze petticoat.
This increased his strength.
But it was no use, he was completely bound by the invisible threads released by Valeela.
"Are you a mid-level Extraordinary?!"
The white-haired man seemed to be more awake, and even the malice in his eyes had faded a lot.
Valeela was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and waved her hand in front of her eyes, opening the "grey vision" and establishing a "connection" between herself and the white-haired man.
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She directly used her own will that was far beyond the opponent's to completely crush the opponent's spirit.
Next is Valeera's characteristic mind-reading interrogation.
After a while, Valeela disconnected the "connection" with a dumbfounded expression on her face.
This man who wanted to commit a crime could actually be considered a "good guy"? !
And he's a poor, unlucky man.
His name was Harold Joestar, a policeman, one of the policemen in charge of the Stephen Street neighborhood in the East End.
At the same time, he is also a "criminal".
He loves occultism and often "hunts for treasure" in the underground trading market of the "Evil Dragon Bar".
Two years ago, he really found a big treasure——
"Criminal's" potion recipe.
A year ago, he collected all the materials, and one night he became a Beyonder, a Sequence 9 "criminal", and an excellent police officer who was about to be promoted to sergeant.
But at the same time, this also puts his body and mind under the rule of evil desires.
Fortunately, he is still determined and is still a policeman.
By occasionally venting his anger on some gangsters, he struggled to maintain his shaky conscience without truly becoming a criminal.
Until tonight, until he met Valeela.
For the first time, he could not suppress the surging criminal desire in his heart and became a slave to evil desires.
Fortunately, the first target he chose was Valeela.
This not only saved himself, but also saved another ordinary person who may have been innocently victimized.
After a while, Harold woke up and found himself still lying on the floor.
"Since you're awake, just get up and sit. There's a chair over there."
Hearing the clear and melodious female voice, his heart fluttered again, and he quickly lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, not daring to look at the source of the sound.
He was afraid that he would once again be unable to suppress his desire to commit crime.
"Tell me your story again," Valeela sat on the edge of the bed and swayed her right leg. "Just a reminder, don't try to hide it."
"I took your hair and blood. What does this mean? I don't need to say more, right?"
Harold, who had off-white hair, was silent at first. After a moment, he sighed and opened his mouth to explain.
What he said was similar to what Valeera found from his thoughts, with only slight differences in details.
Finally, he plucked up the courage to ask, "Madam, since you didn't kill me directly, you have a good heart. Can you help me in any way?"
After saying this, he fell into silence again, waiting anxiously for the beautiful and powerful lady to speak.
"I can help you."
The answer given by the clear and sweet voice surprised Harold.
He subconsciously looked up at the lady and found that she was sitting on the edge of the bed, sitting on the blue cotton sheets, her raised right leg shaking slightly.
She was playing with a section of off-white hair in her hand, as if weaving a small knot.
Although her posture is slightly vulgar, it has a different kind of beauty.
The desire to commit crime is on the rise!
Harold quickly lowered his head and took a few deep breaths before confirming:
"Really, ma'am?"
"What do you need me to do?"
"Not only can I help you," Valeera's voice sounded a bit smiling, "I even have more than one way."
"I'm doing the first option."
"I will impose a curse on you. If you violate the laws of the kingdom, the curse will occur and you will die of cerebral hemorrhage on the spot."
"I think the will to survive should help you slightly increase your resistance to evil desires."
"Right?"
Harold's heart sank when he heard this. He felt that what this beautiful lady said was not beautiful at all.
But then he thought about it, if he really violated his conscience and did something evil, he would actually deserve to die.
After enlightening himself for a moment, he spoke with difficulty and squeezed out a bitter reply, "Thank you, madam, I accept your arrangement."
"Are you willing to let me go?"
Valeela's clear voice sounded again, "Don't worry, I haven't mentioned the second method yet."
Her voice was a bit bewildered and she asked:
"Have you ever heard of 'The Bound God'?"
